Xiang Huan himself had never thought about this question, but Chengye asked it first.
But Pan Ning had no intention of giving her a detailed explanation.
A few seconds ago, a figure appeared in the surveillance video. Pan Ning's eyes were sharp and he called Xiang Huan to come and take a look.
"What are you looking at? What's wrong?" Xiang Huan stood behind Pan Ning and bent down to look at the surveillance screen.
In the surveillance video, Xu Jiandong, dressed in black clothes and black trousers, was standing at the entrance of the backyard, looking down at his mobile phone.
Pan Ning looked sideways at Xiang Huan, his eyes stern, "Am I right? You're not presbyopic, right?"
Xiang Huan knew that there was no point in denying it, so he simply nodded and told Xu Jiandong how he came to the club.
As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Ning slapped him on the face.
It's not loud, but it hurts.
Xiang Huan raised his hand to cover the place where he was hit. Instead of lowering his head, he raised it and looked directly at Pan Ning.
Pan Ning glared at her fiercely and turned to look at the window, "Xiang Huan, you really have strong wings. You want to fly solo."
"I haven't thought about it that way. Even if my wings are hardened, where can I fly?" Xiang Huan's voice was very soft, and he sat back on the sofa after answering.
Pan Ning sneered, turned and looked at the surveillance video again, "When the Xu family collapsed, you don't know what I did and what I got?"
"clear."
In the surveillance footage, Xu Jiandong was no longer at the back entrance.
Pan Ning turned back and stared at Xiang Huan, "Since it is clear, then you still let him come to the club. Do you believe that he will really come to this business and serve women?"
Xiang Huan's face turned pale twice, and the blood color was reduced too much.
She put down the hand covering her face and didn't answer.
Just as Pan Ning was about to stand up and approach her, her cell phone rang. Pan Ning glanced at it and answered it immediately.
He ignored Xiang Huan and walked out of the door.
Xiang Huan closed his eyes as he listened to the door closing.
At 7:30 in the evening, Xiang Huan and Pan Ning arrived at a high-end residential complex in the city center together.
The dinner place Pan Ning and Cheng Hong made an appointment with turned out to be at Cheng Hong's house, and she lived in this community.
When they were about to arrive, Pan Ning had already contacted Cheng Hong. When they arrived at the door, they saw someone waiting to pick them up. It was Cheng Hong's driver.
When he entered the house, he didn't see Cheng Hong. He only heard her shouting hello, asking Pan Ning to bring Xiang Huan to the restaurant.
After changing their shoes, Pan Ning and Xiang Huan went straight to the restaurant, and then they met Cheng Hong.
"Hey, Mr. Cheng is in a good mood today. He's cooking for himself!" Pan Ning wiped away the expression from before in the club and walked towards Cheng Hong with a smile.
Xiang Huan also looked at Cheng Hong and saw her back in an apron making noodles, but he didn't expect it either.
Cheng Hong ignored Pan Ning in front of her, turned around and glanced at Xiang Huan, and then said, "We are going to eat dumplings tonight. Can Xiang Huan know how to make dumplings?"
"Know it, I'll wash my hands and come over." Xiang Huan also put on a smile and prepared to wash his hands.
Cheng Hong stopped, straightened up and stared at Xiang Huan's back.
Xiang Huan came out after washing his hands and went to see Cheng Hong. There was already another person beside Cheng Hong, also wearing an apron.
When Cheng Hong saw her coming out, he ordered the people around him, "Cheng Ye, go get an apron for Xiang Huanye. Don't get the skirt dirty."
"Okay." Chengye agreed, went to the kitchen to get another apron, and walked towards Xiang Huan.
After so many days, the two people met again, and it turned out to be a plot of handing over aprons and making dumplings together.
Xiang Huan took the apron, lowered his head to tie it, and said thank you.
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Cheng Hong ordered her again, "Xiang Huan, you know how to make dumplings, right? You are responsible for making the dumplings, Xiaoye rolls out the skins, and I'll finish the stuffing. Let's start right away!"
Pan Ning asked from the side what she was doing.
"You know nothing, just pick garlic." Cheng Hong really understood Pan Ning. Knowing that she has almost no cooking skills.
Four people gathered around the dining table and started making dumplings.
Pork and celery stuffing prepared by Cheng Hong, Xiang Huan secretly
Observing her, I found that Cheng Hong was not just showing off, but was really capable in the kitchen.
Cheng Ye also surprised her a little.
I don’t know when he learned how to roll out dumpling wrappers. He is as good as his aunt, with excellent speed and shape.
A dozen dumplings were quickly made, and they were placed there one by one, looking delicious.
Cheng Hong looked at the wrapped dumplings and asked Xiang Huan from whom he learned how to make dumplings.
Xiang Huan kept his hands on his hands and replied: "I just watched my classmates' mothers do it, learned a few from them, and then gradually practiced it on my own."
Cheng Hong glanced at Pan Ning and said, "You're such a bad mother, you really failed!"
Pan Ning glanced at Xiang Huan, smiled and said nothing, and continued her simple task of peeling garlic.
"Why do you suddenly want to eat dumplings at home?" Pan Ning suddenly asked Cheng Hong.
Xiang Huan also wants to know.
Chenghong was also making dumplings. After hearing this, she replied that it was Chengye who wanted to eat the dumplings made at home, and she had to fulfill this wish.
"Your aunt really loves you." After hearing this, Pan Ning said to Narino with a smile.
Cheng Ye stopped rolling out the dumpling wrappers and looked up at Cheng Hong, "Gu, if I mentioned this at home, what do you think my mother would do?"
His sudden words made him
All three of them paused their movements.
It's been so long since Narino came back that he almost didn't mention his mother, but when he suddenly mentioned it, it was still the same way.
There was nothing visible on Cheng Hong's face. She lowered her head and covered the kneaded dough before saying, "Your mother must have asked her aunt at home to make a meal for you. She never enters the kitchen."
After hearing this, Narino smiled, lowered his head and continued to roll out the dumpling wrappers.
During the whole process, several people were talking, but Xiang Huan and Cheng Ye did not communicate alone, they were all talking to others.
It wasn't until everything was wrapped and Cheng Hong and Pan Ning went to prepare the dumplings that Chengye took off his apron and lowered his head to ask Xiang Huan.
"Are you still going to attend the design rendering class tomorrow night?"
Xiang Huan was stunned and almost forgot about class.
"Not necessarily. There are too many things in the club. You can go alone." Xiang Huan actually had no arrangements, but still refused.
Since it was her initiative to stop contacting each other, then stop pushing and pulling.
"Okay." Narino didn't say a word. After asking and getting the answer, he immediately went to the kitchen to watch the dumplings being cooked.
Xiang Huan went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Because he just wanted to wash his hands, he didn't close the door and just closed it.
After boiling the water, Xiang Huan was a little distracted while washing, and didn't realize that the door was pushed open behind him.
She wanted to wake up, so she closed her eyes and simply wiped the dry areas around her eyes with cold water. When she opened her eyes again, she almost screamed.
After Xiang Huan died, Chengye didn't know when he appeared.
Discovered, he lowered his head and leaned close to Xiang Huan's cheek, raised his left hand, and touched Xiang Huan's lips with his fingertips.
Xiang Huan's body stiffened, and he wanted to avoid it, but his body didn't cooperate.
brain.
Narino smiled slightly and continued to move closer to her lips...
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